Friends, now I
get myself to write new posts every week, and new events. Tonight I dreamed of
a tantric system. That looked lively, clear and real. That dream came in the
morning hours. It seemed that it must have been based on an incident of my
previous birth. That is why I was very much emotionally swept away in it, and I
enjoyed it. From that dream, the picture in my mind about the tantra of ancient
times became clear. As such, a Kundalini Yogi keeps on facing the events of old
or his past lives in his dream. All those dreams are very meaningful.
Tantra was very
advanced in ancient times
In that dream, I
saw that I was in a place like a high mountain tourist place with my family,
where I was walking, and I was enjoying a lot. I also met some old
acquaintances there. The foothills of that mountain were connected to a plain
like terrain. There was a place like a giant temple on that joint. We got down
and entered that temple complex. There were many beautiful walks around. I was
enjoying a lot. The complex also had a luminous cave-like structure, inside
which the markets were also adorned. My wife was lost somewhere while walking
and shopping in it. I was looking for her too. In that research, I saw many
rooms in the temple, which were in line. However, some rooms were also up some
stairs. It seemed as if the entire temple complex was under a giant roof. I
entered a room in the bottom row. Many people were sitting on the floor carpet.
In the middle of room, I took off my bag from the back, and I sat down. Then a
woman came in, and with great love and belongingness took me to a room at the
top of the stairs, along the streets. Some old acquaintance was also felt with
her, but that was not clear. Maybe that is why I was enjoying her. She even got
me to touch her at one or two places. She sat in a chair in that room. Many
papers were lying on the table in front of her. Two-four men were also sitting
on chairs near her. The woman showed some papers of an insurance-like scheme,
and told me that my wife had agreed to that plan. When I started to turn back,
there was a slight disappointment on her face. Then they started settling the
work of some other customers, so that I got the chance and moved away. I came
back to the same room where I was sitting earlier, because I forgot my bag
right there. However, I did not find my bag there. I was quite depressed
because I had an expensive Kindle e-reader along with some other important
things in it. I started searching the bag very disappointed. I searched in many
rooms, wondering if I was sitting in other rooms. I then went to the open lobby
in the middle, in which those rooms used to open. It was a very open space like
a railway station, where there was a lot of activity. There, one or two
policemen were also sitting on a cement bench. I asked them, but they casually
replied to get rid of me that my bag would never be found, and someone must had
picked that up. I again opened the door to the same room where I was sitting.
There were two gentle men enjoying and drinking wine in night suits. Both of
them were sitting in squatting posture comfortably. They looked of somewhat medium
size with belly little out and somewhat dark. Happy smile due to light sedation
was visible on their face. On asking, they told me that my bag was lying in the
same room. I was very happy and told them that with alcohol, the eye of knowledge
opened in them, so that they could find my bag. They smiled very happily, and
holding a peg in their hand said to me that I too should have drunk that in the
name of Mother Goddess. I smiled, thanked them, and walked away. Although I was
constantly thinking that I would put a peg in the name of Devimata/mother
goddess. However, I refused them, so I did not want to turn back. A queue of
shops was seen coming out of the premises. I sneaked into a sweet shop to buy
some sweets. Standing there at the very beginning of the shop, I found some
very familiar friends who happily started talking about alcohol. I said do not
say such things, otherwise, my mind will also make a peg in the name of Mother
Goddess. Hearing this, everyone started laughing. The road lined with those
shops was going out in the direction of climbing. After some climbing, I
climbed a concrete platform in front of a shop on the valley side of road. Then
I started hearing the sounds of bizarre and heart touching music. People would
be taking a tableau of Mother Goddess on a decorated chariot. I was so swept
away by the love of Mother Goddess that I was flooded with tears of love in my
eyes, and I started crying in a soft voice. I was repeatedly folding my right
arm, wiping my eyes with it, and even covering my eyes. I was doing this so
that no one knows me as weeping and weird, and that does not distract me from
flowing in my feeling of love. Then I thought that nobody would recognize me in
that strange place. Therefore, I started crying loudly with an open heart. Then
I saw a lying devotee on the road, who was rolling and coming upwards. She
would be a great devotee of Mother Goddess. He was also medium dark colored. He
stood up and looked at me with big and soulful eyes, and he too was carried
away as if in spirit. Then I saw a dark and powerful man holding a goat kid
with his left hand straight above his head, catching its neck, and watching it
with anger and violent expressions mixed with devotion to the Mother Goddess.
Kid was screaming
with fear.
His other right
hand was straight down, holding a large dagger. He was repeatedly taking the
name of Mother Goddess. I retreated to the shop, so that I would not see that
ruthless scene. After a while, I moved forward so that I could see if there was
a dislocated trunk and head of the kid, and there was blood all around. However,
all the kids there were alive as before, and were happily moving around. I breathed
peace with that, and felt happy. Perhaps offering was made to the Goddess Mother
in a symbolic form. Then the alarm sounded, and my dream broke.
That dream gave me a clear feeling about the advanced tantra, especially black tantra of ancient times. Tantra was in the form of an advanced science in ancient times, and was well spread among people. However, that also had many defects like violence, adultery etc., especially when that was not adopted properly. It was only due to misuse of the tantra that it declined. Islam is also a kind of extremist tantra. It is so fanatical that people shy away from talking about it. That is why it remains as it is. The Hindu system also had the practice of Narbali/human sacrifice in ancient times, but it was discontinued when there was widespread opposition to it.
Own experience of
Premyogi vajra related to Tantra
He did not resort to any special or dedicated tantra for the development of his Kundalini. He did the same things as other ordinary people do, but he did those tasks with a non-dual / tantric point of view. This method appears appropriate. This does not abuse the tantra.
कृपया इस पोस्ट को हिंदी में पढ़ने के लिए इस लिंक पर क्लिक करें (कुण्डलिनी से सुहाने सपने )
ਇਸ ਪੋਸਟ ਨੂੰ ਪੰਜਾਬੀ ਵਿਚ ਪੜ੍ਹਨ ਲਈ ਇੱਥੇ ਕਲਿੱਕ ਕਰੋ (ਕੁੰਡਲਨੀ ਤੋਂ ਸੁਹਾਵਣੇ ਸੁਪਨੇ)
Demystifying Kundalini 